Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Qingzhou, the capital of Qingzhou City.

A caravan of nearly a hundred people slowly drove into Qingzhou City through the gates.

"Finally back! This escort mission was really tough... It's been months since I've been back to Qingzhou City. Sister He, want to go have a couple of rounds?"

At the head of the caravan, in the carriage, was a woman dressed in men's clothing.

Her hair stood on end, her clothes were covered in dust, and her skin was tanned dark by the sun.

What's even more noticeable is that she has a scar on her face that runs across almost her entire left cheek.

Hearing the boy's words, she glanced around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, rolled up her sleeves and pinched the boy's ear.

"Kid, didn't I tell you, every time you bet, I'll beat you up?"

"Ouch!!! It hurts!!! Sister He! Be gentle, be gentle! My ear is going to fall off!"

When she figured it was about time, the woman let go, allowing the boy named Yang Tianshui, who was only a teenager, to grab her ears and howl.

She looked at the familiar town, then at the two distinct marks on her sleeve. Her upper arm was fair and delicate, while her lower arm was completely dark, with several hideous scars.

She picked up the pipe, took a deep drag, and began to exhale and exhale as if nothing was wrong.

"Go back and take a good shower first. You haven't cleaned for half a month. Don't you feel the stench?"

"What does it matter? I don't have anyone to see." Yang Tianshui was still somewhat unconvinced and complained softly.

The woman glanced at him and gave him a light slap on the back.

"There's been a problem with the business with the Chu family. You're coming back to the main house with me."

"The Chu family? Is it the Chu family of Qingjiang or the Chu family of Qingzhou City?"

"The Chu family of Qingjiang." The woman put down her pipe, a clear look of disgust in her eyes.

"The Chu family of Qingjiang? What are those beasts doing in our Qingzhou City? No way, Sister He, you can go back by yourself!"

Yang Tianshui made no attempt to hide the disgust in his words, and tried to shrink himself into the carriage, but the woman grabbed his collar with one hand and pulled him back with the other.

"Anyone else can skip it, but you absolutely must! And keep your mouth shut, don't let me hear the word 'beast' again!"

Yang Tianshui spread his hands, looking utterly dejected.

"Sister He! You know me. I've always disliked getting involved in family affairs since I was little, otherwise I wouldn't have followed you on this escort mission."

The woman glanced at him, her voice turning colder.

"Whether you like it or not, you have to go. You have to go even if it breaks your leg. It's your responsibility. Don't give me any nonsense."

Yang Tianshui was clearly taken aback by the sudden harsh words. He stared blankly at the woman for a long time before finally managing to utter a sentence.

"Sister, you weren't like this before..."

The woman remained silent for a while, then lost the will to continue blaming Yang Tianshui. She picked up her pipe and began to take deep drags.

"The past is the past. I was immature back then, and you shouldn't have learned these bad things from me. I don't want you to repeat the mistakes I made. For us, what we like is not important at all."

"But sister, didn't you promise me that if this escort mission goes smoothly, you'd take me with you every time?"

"If you say another word, I'll beat you up!"

After saying that, the woman ignored the aggrieved boy standing alone to the side. She just lowered her head, lost in thought.

As the carriage gradually entered the city, the streets became noisy.

As the capital of Qingzhou and a transportation hub connecting the north and south, the prosperity of Qingzhou City goes without saying.

The cries of vendors from both sides of the street rose and fell, like a never-ending symphony.

"Wontons, delicious wontons, or your money back!"

"Don't miss out! Fresh beef and lamb from the Northwest, slaughtered and cut on the spot! Super fresh!"

"The sandalwood from the Western Regions is highly praised by the nobles of Qi'an City! Only twenty portions are available, first come, first served, once sold out, they're gone!"

"The monkey wine, a specialty of Daqingshan, has a fragrance that travels for miles; even immortals would praise it!"

"Old man, is this really monkey wine?"

"Young master, you must be from out of town? The monkey wine in Qingzhou City is absolutely superb. I have a unique supply channel, and it's guaranteed to be authentic. You absolutely have to buy some to try!"

"Can I try it? If it tastes good, I can buy more."

"Please try it, please try it. You are such a handsome and learned man. It is an honor for me to drink this old man's wine. Please don't be polite with me."

"Old man, you know how to talk. Just because of what you said, I'll buy ten pots even if it doesn't taste good."

At the head of the caravan, the faint sounds around her made the woman, who had been puffing away on her cigarette, suddenly raise her head, her eyes wide open, staring intently at the wine shop.

She stared intently for a long time, then rubbed her eyes hard, staring for several dozen seconds before taking a deep breath.

Under Yang Tianshui's puzzled gaze, the woman grabbed his shoulder, her tone urgent.

"Quickly, stop the car! Send someone back to inform your father that we have a distinguished guest! A truly distinguished guest! A guest far more important than the Chu family of Qingjiang!"

After saying that, she jumped off the carriage and ran straight towards the wine shop, leaving Yang Tianshui alone in the carriage, scratching his head and lost in thought.

In front of the wine shop, Mu An picked up a wine glass and took a sip.

The taste was only average, and it fell short of the quality of wines he considered excellent.

But upon closer reflection, he realized that this was actually quite normal.

To be frank, monkey wine is just a gimmick and probably doesn't exist in reality.

Even if it were true, unless it used spirit fruits, how could the wine brewed by monkeys compare to the generations of winemakers' traditions?

Mu An was not disappointed, after all, he was not picky about the wine he drank, and the price of the wine did not increase to an unaffordable level just because it had a gimmick.

The price is similar to that of regular wine, which Mu An considers very reasonable.

"Young master, where do you live? I'll have my son deliver some wine to your residence."

Mu An smiled, handed the money for the drink to the old man, and spoke calmly.

"There's no need to go to such trouble."

With that, Mu An flicked his sleeve, and the ten jugs of wine placed on the table disappeared along with his sleeve.

Under the old man's dumbfounded gaze, Mu An made a shushing gesture, and with a slight ripple of spiritual energy, stopped the old man from kneeling down.

"Shh, they're not gods, so there's no need to kneel down."

After saying that, Mu An waved his hand and walked into the shadows of the alley under the old man's awe-inspiring gaze.

Buying wine was just a spur-of-the-moment decision; his real purpose in coming to Qingzhou City was to see what the Chu family was really like.

Is Chu Tiankuo's situation solely due to his personal actions, or is the entire Chu family in such a sorry state?

And this will determine how many people he will kill.

The Chu family in Shanling County must die, but the Chu family within Qingzhou needs to be assessed before a decision is made.

Mu An had to admit that he genuinely felt he was a great philanthropist. Despite Chu Tiankuo's arrogance, he still had the patience to conduct an on-site investigation. What a kind of benevolence!

That foul-mouthed old Taoist priest at Chaoyun Temple deserves a bow! All he does all day is call him a murderer and a demon—what kind of person is he!

The fact that the old Taoist priest has survived to this day proves the goodness of the great philanthropist Mu.

He, the great philanthropist, would never wrong an innocent person!

But now, he saw an acquaintance and decided to catch up first.

In the shadows where the street meets the alley, Mu An walked unhurriedly, a faint smile on his face, because it was truly a lucky thing to meet an old friend in this unfamiliar place.

He vaguely remembered that this girl had a fiery temper a few years ago, and she had argued with him for a long time in that abandoned post station.